Article 93124 of alt.sex.stories:
From: loveet@aol.com (Loveet)
Subject: Accidental Bi Experience (true)
Date: 17 Nov 1995 06:53:14 -0500

		     My first semi bi experience.

	I was working out of town on a construction site rebuilding a
bridge that had gone out during some heavy rains. The 10 to 12 hour
days were physically and mentally taxing. We handled the steel and
concrete with ease, operated the heavy equipment moving tons of dirt,
and kept the heavy traffic moving simultaneous. The push to finish had
a nice bonus for early completion so we all worked to maximum plus
performance. While I was the so called boss, I was in the thick of it
just the same. It was a good team of seasoned men.

	I had been staying with relatives but the travel to the job
site was getting too much, particularly after a long day swamping in
the mud and dirt. After one of these days decided to get a local
hotel, but gads, I was a mess couldn't even check in! I remembered
passing some place in town where it said "Baths"... "lockers"... or
something. Not really knowing what these places were, I drove around
until I found it. Parked and went inside. The guy attendant who took
only $6 was a little fairy princess, but I didn't care I was so
tired... and the price was right... and it included a small 5 or 6x10
room with clean sheets, mattress, pillow, and spread. Perfect!

	After taking a good hot shower and damm near plugging the
drains, there was even a steam bath. This place was great. So I went
in, the room was so steamy you couldn't hardly see and it felt great.
This was just the ticket! I lay down on the redwood bench with nothing
more than a towel on and was instantly in heaven. I couldn't see
anyone so I removed the towel and flipped it under my head. I layed
there for awhile just thinking I got to remember this place... who
needs a hotel... and just layed their truly enjoying the heat...
steam... relaxation... whatever... who cares!

	I was somewhere between here and there in a twilight zone when
I started to feel the lower half of my body coming alive. Didn't
really feel anything except I was getting a hard on quick. Not ever
being in a steam room before I figured what the heck my body was
responding. This place was really great!

	As I reached around from my head and felt my raging hard on, I
brushed my hand against something but it didn't quite register. My
dick was all slippery like the rest of my body from the steam. I
stroked a couple of times, then readjusted my position... the bench
was getting a little hard on one cheek. As I had removed my hand
something brushed me again only this time my 6 and a half inch dick
responded in the most pleasant of fashion.

	The light in my head still hadn't received the signal yet... I
was so outrageously horney and worked up by this time, I just had to
masturbate. As I opened my eyes to see if anyone was even there, I
froze. There was a shadow over me and his head was going down to reach
my dick (I assume it was a he.) He reached me before my hand did and
as he slipped his lips over the head of my rigid penis I just about
went out of my mind. Somewhere between confusion and ecstasy. It was
too late. My mind and body was in that sort of metamorphic state where
you say anything goes. My torso started to move with what was
happening... whoa!,... not sure about this,... who cares!

	I raised my head for a fraction to get some air and I was
immediately violated as a very rigid yet soft shaft entered my mouth.
While in any other state of mind, I would never have gotten myself
into this position and would have frothed in disgust. However, in my
present state of mind at the time, it just didn't matter... I let it
happen! Not only that but worked him over the same way whatever was
taking over my rigid errection and body. Gads!... Did this mean I had
two guys? Later I would question my masculinity because the dick I was
sucking on was interesting... the head was firm, yet soft... the shaft
hard as a rock, yet soft... the forskin moved easily... I hated to
admit it, but it was nice. The lower half of my body arched and felt
like I was swelling ready to explode.

	Meanwhile, my mouth was on this rigid member, the person sort
of leaning over me, the other guy's tongue worked beteen my foreskin
and the head, I was ready to reach the point of no return... but not
quite... I wasn't sure if I was running out of air or getting ready to
exit the universe. His tongue then entered the entry hole at some
point and seemed to plug what was comming up fast. However, he must
have taken a break for a second and then a slightly different kind of
feeling was happening to my outragous errection. Sighly sidetracked
for the moment, I'm not sure I may have bitten the one guy as he
released himself from me and shot almost simultaneous all over me...
face, chest. I didn't quite know what to think because I couldn't
think!

	My dick was going in and out and in and out very silkily... my
brain was disengaged... I opened my eyes for a fraction of a second in
the mist and I didn't believe what I saw. I was insomeone and he was
rocking back and forth and back and forth and that was it!... I blew
hard, fast, long and with quantity. The guy took it all. I moved away
quickly, not only in shock but with unbelievable sensitivity.

	As my body relaxed, my dick still hard as a rock, the shadows
moved into the backdrop out of view in the mist, I thought about what
had just occurred. Needless to say I was sort of gooey... a shower was
certainly in order. As my brain started to click back in to some
degree anyway, I wondered if I allowed my mind to enjoy that episode,
if it ment I were queer or not. I moved into the shower, within the
steam room and started to clean up when I was approached by another.

	I wondered what could possible happen next. Very quickly I
found out since I was still hard as a rock. Another went down on his
knees and started licking and sucking... but I couldn't take it
anymore and just as quickly, moved away. I had to adjust to this whole
thing. I finished my shower, and left the premises... forget the room!
The cold night air felt good. I slept in the back of my truck that
night (with camper shell, mattress, and sleeping bag) in some park
area. The next day at work I came to grips with what had happed the
night before... it was only a memory... but it did happen... so why
worry about it.

	Since then, I tried to imagine myself with other men when I
would be talking to them and it just didn't work. Girls are easy to
imagine myself with... when I with them I can strip, lay, do just
about anything, and wonder what they would say if they could read my
mind at the time. Men just gross me out with those kind of thoughts...
yet the occurrance that happed was really errotic and felt great...
which lead to questions.

	Today I understand. Sex is fun but not life's major priority.
I'm still very much a man, not gay or bi! However, given the right
circumstances you do whatever feels good without thinking gay... bi...
whatever. You just accept the moment. And while I have an interesting
memory, one that still gives me a hard on just thinking about, given
the choice... I still love women better by far! My sexuality is still
just as intact as ever.